Your enemy is not surrounding your country. Your enemy is ruling your country.
Anyhoo, here is my rather daunting collection of peacenik links. Please take one and pass to the left.
Anti-War PSAs Rejected @ Last Minute By Comcast
This one is interesting to me since Comcast is about to officially become my new ISP. A peace group spent $5000 in vain, trying to show that many (if I dare not say MOST) Americans are at the very least uneasy about the prospect of a renewed war with Iraq.
If you can slog through this, you're a better human than I
United Nations Resolution 1441, Finalized back in November 2002. Tony "Prime Minister of the Brits" Blair was the one who sent me this link-- actually, I was listening to NPR and they mentioned the 1441 magic. Obfuscation aside, this is the official unofficial declaration of the war which will begin Real Soon Now. Speaking of war...
How would you like Some Pictures From the First Gulf Oil War?
Click and ye shall receive. Not much to say about these, except that photographs always make me think twice about callously looking the other way while my government murders my fellow poor people. C'mon, let's have some more delicious links!
Brian Eno is Still A Genius
Read Eno's Time Magazine Article to find out why I'm being so gooey. Also, buy or download a Brian Eno album at your next available convenience.
Another Link I've Ganked From Tom Tomorrow
Enthused about our Next Iraq War yet? Still reading? What would you say if I told you that we're hitting those non-American so & so's with 800 Cruise Missiles in the first 48 hours of this still-pending WAR? You wouldn't say anything, since I'm just a computer screen? Ok. Fair enough. One more makes it magic:
Oceania is at war with Eastasia. Oceania has always been at war with Eastasia!
The popcorn you're eating has been pissed in, film at 11.
If you don't understand my choice of logo, ask your local library to explain "the 1980s" to you, or just keep chanting "USA! USA!" and feel soothed by the prospect of a Missile Defense Shield. Either way, champion.
I'm sitting in a vat of self-drugged Rhesus monkeys. Each more alike than the last. We are all covered with fleas, scratching and pawing at one another, and tribes begin to form. Over the years, our tribes spread further and further out-- we get better and better at killing one another, and slowly stand upright. My friends' heads seem to be bulging with the passing centuries.
We think that someone built this vat for us, but that could easily be a cultural (and/or genetic) myth. Maybe we're just in this monkey vat. Water spawns life, and we live on the wettest planet in our star system. Why can't anybody here relax for more than a few hours at a time (without expensive and damaging drugs, that is?) I believe that the major source of stress in this life of ours is leftover survival & reproduction instincts which we have concatenated into something called "Civilization", which I believe is a myth on the level of the homo sapien (sapien) "Subconscious Mind" fairy tale.
Walk with me down the beach. Observe the alpha males and other desirable (for various social and physical reasons, hence "semi-evolved" [and who would have their species any other way?]) mates.
Grr. Here goes my huge Human Brain again, destroying my ability to relax. These lumps of nerve clusters between your ears are usually friendly invaders, but from time to time even the most sane among us wishes for a bit of ignorance. Alcohol and other dangerous drugs are a short term fix, but what about 10 years from now, when Terra's population is at 12 Billion? What next, fellow fools? Let's all look the other way as the train steams rapidly toward us. Each of us standing on the track for a unique and childhood-related reason.
More to follow... or skate on past Indymedia IRC, which is where you can stalk me in #seattle or #tech. Thanks for being the Chief, you putz.
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